Who would have thought that a thousand years later, a world-destroying flood composed of a group of muscular men would come from the sky and sweep over.
Although Yhwach didn't know much about Hell, as the son of the Soul King, his spiritual perception was even sharper. After sensing from afar, he confirmed that those dark muscular men with free and hearty smiles on their faces were people with whom he could never communicate. As individuals, they did not have perfect spiritual intelligence, but their breath intertwined together, faintly constructing a grand will that was illusory but real.
This will is chaotic and inexplicable, not communicable, but it has a tendency.
Ravage, infection, devour, countless malice is melted within it, transforming into a terrifying disaster that makes people shudder.
If these black hunks from hell really were to invade Jingling Courtyard, nothing would be left alive. This is not just an adjective. The houses would be flattened, the foundations buried in the ground, and even the earthworms underground would be dug out by the black hunks, and then beaten and smashed to pieces with their fists.
These black hunks from hell did just that outside in Rukongai. When the torrent of dark muscles rolled over, even the ground was smashed down several meters by the fists of these black hunks.
The medium of the Shadow Empire's existence is the shadow space woven together by all the buildings of Jingling Court. When Jingling Court is completely razed to the ground, the Shadow Empire will no longer be able to continue.
If it was Yhwach who had just awakened, he might have looked at this scene with paranoia and joy, and spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva to celebrate the death of Jinglingting. However, after talking with Mo Yu, his mentality collapsed and then rebuilt, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and he vaguely regained some of the mentality of the king of the Glorious Empire a thousand years ago.
In a situation where both sides are in danger, one can temporarily suppress hatred and lend a helping hand.
Yhwach had expected that there would be an uninvited guest. Sure enough, not long after, the monk came over. As soon as they met, he said, "Yhwach, do you know that the Palace of the Soul King has been occupied by the evil gods? As the son of the Soul King, are you willing to sit back and do nothing?"
Yhwach leaned back slightly. The cold touch of the throne temporarily suppressed his burning anger. He said coldly:
"Ichibei, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and you are still as arrogant as ever. Your words are always notifications and requests, which really makes me unhappy..."
When his name was mentioned, the monk's expression slightly condensed. For an old monster like him who had survived millions of years ago, many of his concepts were completely different from those of people today.
In that chaotic era when everything was ambiguous, name was the truest essence of existence, and Monk Eyes' name was given by the Spirit King himself, and it carried the highest glory. When the chaotic era passed, and even the founding nobles died one by one, Monk Eyes no longer believed that there was anyone in this world who was qualified to call him by his name.
Although Youhabach is the son of the Spirit King, in the eyes of Monk Eye, the title does not live up to his reality and he is naturally disdainful of it. So every time Youhabach calls him by his name, he feels unhappy.
If it was a thousand years ago, the monk would have reprimanded him on the spot, but now, the monk simply skipped the topic and said:
"You are willing to help Jingling Court, so you must not want to face the disaster of hell directly. If you want to eliminate this disaster, you need to follow me into the Palace of King Ling. I will open the hidden mechanism in the Palace of King Ling and close the lid of hell again."
This is not the first time that the Palace of the Spirit King has been attacked in the past million years, and it is not the first time that the lid of Hell has been opened. The fact that the Three Realms still exist after a million years proves that Monk Yan did not lie.
But Youhabach didn't care whether what the monk said was true or not. He just looked down at the monk coldly and said lightly:
"Hyōshūbu Ichibei, you really know nothing. He is not some evil god from another sect, but the real Spirit King. What He is doing now is not to poison the world, but to clean up the Three Realms before they return to the right path. It is like removing the pus-filled abscess before healing a wound. Monk Yan, you are the abscess from the old era that must be removed..."
The fact that the Omniscient and Omnipotent could not see Mo Yu's background and origins was an unquestionable piece of evidence, because Youhabach had only seen similar things in matters related to the Soul King. But to be honest, Youhabach did not care too much about this. Although he was the son of the Soul King, his connection with the Soul King was not a blood connection, and there was no family affection between the two sides.
No matter who is sitting in the Soul King Palace now, or even what it is, as long as He supports the destruction of the Three Realms, then for Youhabach, he is the most orthodox Soul King. If anyone dares to say that the Soul King is not the real Soul King, Youhabach will be the first to stand up and oppose it.
Upon hearing this, Monk Yan became increasingly annoyed, and had the urge to punch him hard, but as soon as this thought came to his mind, he suppressed it abruptly.
After losing power, the Wang Jian bones and blood in his body, which were reconstructed with the power of the Spirit King, became less obedient. Then Monk Eyes discovered that although he had always looked down on Youhabach, Youhabach was actually the strongest in the world, almost unrivaled.
After losing his power and Wang Jian's bones and blood no longer being obedient, Monk Eyes considered himself to be still among the "strong ones", but he had no confidence at all whether he could suppress Yhwach.
Fortunately, the embarrassment of the Eye Monk did not last long. Captain Yamamoto, who had completed the initial clearing and suppression work, walked up to the Shadow Empire step by step with Ryujin Jakka in his hand and came in front of Yhwach.
Looking at the murderer who had shattered his ambitions thousands of years ago, Yhwach lowered his eyes slightly:
"Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, you are old..."
There was a hint of regret in his words. Although Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni had killed him by sneak attack and ambush a thousand years ago, he still had some hatred left when he was resurrected, but he soon let it go. It was not that he accepted the truth that the winners are kings and the losers are bandits. He just felt that, although his omniscient eye was sealed at that time, his strength was also unrivaled in the world. At the same time, he also had an army of Quincy that was triumphantly returning.
In that situation, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who had not yet fully grown up, relied on just a few of his subordinates to set up an ambush, and then defeated the strong with the weak, and attacked and killed himself. If we don't discuss the distinction between friend and foe, this is also a great achievement that he should applaud.
In a nutshell, Yhwach felt that his death a thousand years ago was not unfair, he just felt a little unwilling.
"You're old too, Youhabach!"
Looking at Youhabach sitting on the throne, Captain Yamamoto's eyes were filled with some thoughts. The key to the success of his sneak attack and ambush a thousand years ago was based on Youhabach's nobleness and proud dignity as a king. But today, a thousand years later, Youhabach's figure surrounded by shadows has become a little more sinister, his face has shown many traces of time, and his eyes have changed from the once noble and majestic to old and gloomy.
But this flash of reminiscence did not last long. Captain Yamamoto stared at Yhwach with his bloodshot eyes, raised his Ryujin Jaka, and shouted:
"Youhabach, what do you want to do with my resurrection after a thousand years?"
"Times have really changed. If it were a thousand years ago, I don't think you would dare to drag your body like this to question me. But today, a thousand years later, although you have grown older, you have also become stronger..."
Yhwach whispered, but at this moment, he had completely eliminated the Eye Monk from his sight, and all his attention was focused on Captain Yamamoto.
That burning, violent, and unparalleled murderous intent was something he had never felt before when he died a thousand years ago!
Although Captain-General Yamamoto looked like a dying candle in the wind at the moment, Yhwach did not underestimate him at all, because some time ago, he had witnessed with his own eyes how the dying Ishida Uryuu smashed Kurotsuchi Mayuri into pieces with his powerful iron fist.
Then, he saw with his own eyes how Ichigo Kurosaki, whose body and soul were both destroyed, stepped on death and then punched Captain Yamamoto with an incomparable and powerful punch.
Up to now, Yhwach has seen with his own eyes that Captain Yamamoto, who was like a candle in the wind, raised Ryujin Jakafire. The burning fighting spirit and murderous intent that was strong enough to pull down a flag was overwhelming him!
Yhwach is not a pig. On the contrary, in the field of combat, his wisdom is impeccable. His various tricks and use of strength are enough to illustrate this point. How could he not feel the same "power" from these three?
But it doesn’t matter, he was also involved in the changing of times, and he saw more clearly and felt more deeply than anyone else the fighting spirit and purity lingering among all things in the world.
In fact, he took the step to welcome the new era earlier than Captain Yamamoto.
"But, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, are you underestimating me? You think you are strong, crazy, and powerful enough, but have you ever thought that there may be someone who is stronger, crazier, and more powerful than you!!!"
Yhwach, who was leaning against the throne with his hands casually placed on the back of the chair, suddenly clenched his fists. In an instant, the shadow that spread from under his feet and enveloped the entire Jinglingting began to shake violently!
"Even if I need to cover the entire Jingling Court with one hand and cannot use my full strength, but you are in the shadow domain constructed by 70% of the absolute domain. With your purity, can you resist it?"
Before he could make a move, an overwhelming and terrifying aura was already crushing him!
"You think I'll give in with just 70% of your absolute domain? Have you ever seen the ultimate absolute power that requires the awareness of embracing death to master? That's the true purity!"
At this moment, the cracks on the Ryujin Jakka in Captain Yamamoto's hand increased more and more, and it was about to break completely. At the same time, the aura on his body was also increasing sharply, and not just a little bit, but an exponential increase.
Monk Yan saw Yhwach meeting with Captain General Yamamoto, and after just a few words, they all switched to a brand new power system that he couldn't understand and had no idea where it came from. The spiritual pressure was completely unreasonable, and one was more powerful than the other. Suddenly, he had an absurd feeling that he didn't know what year it was.
Monk Yan wanted to say something, but no one knew whether it was intentional or not. Before he opened his mouth, two extremely powerful forces rushed towards him at this moment and blasted him away!
After the monk Yan left the scene, the two men who were on the verge of a fight, although their momentum remained unchanged, their expressions softened!
The monk is high and mighty, arrogant and arbitrary, and lacks political wisdom. There is one thing he doesn't understand: in today's era, actively choosing and stepping into the purity system essentially represents a choice of position.
For Yhwach and Captain Yamamoto, the fact that both of them took the initiative to change their jobs to fighters has given them room and space to temporarily put aside their hatred and have a chat!
However, both sides reached some tacit understanding without words, that is, the monk with eyes was not suitable to be there, so both sides drove him out at the same time.
Yhwach was not friendly to the Monk of Eyes to begin with, and Captain Yamamoto was friendly to the Monk of Eyes because the Monk of Eyes had known Yhwach's hiding place for a long time but did not tell him, and also because the Monk of Eyes had just stood by and watched the disaster.
Captain Yamamoto is decisive. No matter what the monk's thoughts and reasons are, his actions have already shown that he will not be a friend. Since he is not a friend, there is no need to talk more.
"The Shadow Realm can only sustain the overall submergence of the Jingling Court for one day, and then we have to return to reality. Before that, be prepared for battle. I will send some people to assist, but you have to remember that I need to rest for dozens of minutes to ensure the second dive..."
Yhwach said this straightforwardly. His purpose was simple. He hoped that the Seireitei could hold out for a little longer. Captain-General Yamamoto was also straightforward:
"Yes, but it's not important. You should have sensed some inexplicable information from the noisy fighting spirit of the world. We must strangle those hell soldiers as much as possible and reach the Soul King Palace as soon as possible. That is the key to solving everything."
Youhabach paused for a moment, as if thinking, or organizing his words:
"I felt it, too, but a little more than you did. I don't recommend going to the Spirit King Palace so quickly, even though there are no barriers blocking us now, because I vaguely feel that unprecedented terror is waiting for us there. If we are not fully prepared, the way we rush forward will be the same as the way we die."
Captain Yamamoto raised his head slightly, as if sensing the world's will to fight and getting some information, and then he quickly confirmed the authenticity of these words.
The message conveyed to the world through the roar of war is that there is indeed great darkness and terror entrenched in the Palace of the Spirit King.
Captain Yamamoto said, "So what do you think?"
Yhwach replied: "The world has already told us the answer. The power called purity is enough to devour the hellish miasma that has a high resistance to spirit particles. Therefore, in the next period of time, I will let the Quincy change its job as soon as possible. At the same time, I also need some time to complete the final adjustments and transform into a perfect fighter."
Captain Yamamoto nodded and said, "It will take me some time as well. Although I have learned the technique called Soul Particle Rotation from Purity's feedback, I am still a little short of mastering it. The Death Gods below also need to improve themselves."
After a few words, the two of them made things clear. Then, they looked at each other deeply and said nothing more!
Neither side mentioned the hatred between the Quincy and the Grim Reaper, nor did they mention the coexistence of the Quiet Spirit Court and the Shadow Empire, and what to do next, because they all knew that this was not the time to talk about these things. They would talk about them after all the important troubles were dealt with.
Talk with your fists like a fighter!
Captain Yamamoto turned to leave, but at this moment, Yhwach suddenly said:
"Ishida Uryuu is the next successor to the Quincy clan."
Captain General Yamamoto paused slightly, but was a little surprised, because Youhabach did not say how to deal with him, but only pointed out his identity, and it seemed that it was up to him to decide whether to kill him or let him go.
Captain Yamamoto did not respond, but just walked away.
In the distance, Ishida Uryu, who was still hanging on the execution platform, looked at the sky that was completely covered by shadows and fell into deep thought.
Where am I? What is happening in front of me?
Why is it that since I woke up, all these strange things have happened one after another, but no one comes to take care of me?
71. The Quincy's Strongest Fist (6K5 chapters)
Fortunately, perhaps God heard Ishida Uryu's inner complaints, and this situation of being forgotten did not last long.
Several Grim Reapers appeared and hurriedly took him down from the rack. Then they invited him to a building that seemed to have just suffered a fire and had a burnt exterior. After saying a few words, they put down a set of teacups and some food, but ran away in a hurry before even finishing the tea.
Listening to what those Shinigami said, about how the muscle king Rukia Kuchiki led a group of super powerful muscular minions to conquer Soul Society, and after beating up Seireitei, she made an important declaration in public and led her people away. Then, the Soul King announced the start of the first Three Realms King of Fighters Tournament, and a mysterious muscular man flood army descended from the sky. Seireitei was in danger, but fortunately the King of the Quincy came to their aid and temporarily survived the crisis. In return, Ishida Uryu, the next heir to the Quincy Empire, was granted amnesty.
This series of news, with its high muscle content, made Ishida Uryuu continue to be confused. He even began to wonder if the muscle king Rukia Kuchiki they were talking about was the same person as the gentle and quiet Rukia he knew. Otherwise, why did Rukia, who had already beaten up the Seireitei and earned the title of muscle king, still not come to save him and let him be hung on the rack without doing anything?
In any case, Ishida Uryu finally knew what happened after he killed Kurotsuchi Mayuri and fell into a coma.
But the feeling of confusion persisted. Not to mention that he was put to death during his coma, he knew nothing about it anyway, and was hung there when he woke up. But the question was, who was the King of the Quincy, and when did he become the next heir to the Quincy Empire?
All these events gave Ishida Uryu the strange illusion that he had just taken a nap, but the world had secretly updated several versions!
Ishida Uryu was not under surveillance, or rather, the God of Death no longer had the energy to do these things. He opened the door, walked outside, and looked up at the sky. Ink-black shadows were surging, protecting the entire Seireitei. In the distance, the palace of the Quincy's Shadow Empire was floating in the sky, and below was the headquarters of the First Squadron of the Gotei 13.
The noisy sound of running around could be heard everywhere; it was the sound of people rescuing the wounded and actively preparing for battle.
Ishida Uryu was in the middle of it, yet he was isolated from it.
As the disturbing factors from the outside world gradually faded away, Ishida Uryu began to explore the changes within himself.
From the moment he woke up, he noticed some changes in himself. His body became much stronger, and the mere 30% absolute domain was no longer the limit that could push him to the brink of despair. Deep in his heart, there were always some cowardly and sissy thoughts that emerged, but were then used as fuel by the fire of fighting full of hatred and then completely consumed. This formed a nearly constant passive change, and even in a non-combat state, Ishida Uryu could remain rational and calm.
In a nutshell, Ishida Uryu felt that his condition was better than ever, with endless power, and he could easily kill Kurotsuchi Mayuri ten more times.
The confused and complicated thoughts gradually faded away. Ishida Uryu, who was behind the version, soon sensed that the world was filled with extremely strong and ultimate purity, which faintly turned into a supreme fire of fighting spirit, burning hotly and madly.
This purity and fighting spirit made Ishida Uryuu subconsciously feel somewhat familiar, and what followed was an inexplicable sense of crisis.
When he was attacking and killing Mayuri Kurotsuchi, he also had such extreme purity in his heart, and also burst out with such resolute and crazy fighting will, and then he was willing to burn everything he had in order to deliver the strongest punch of his life.
At this moment, the whole world possesses such extreme purity and such a resolute will to fight, and is about to step into the realm of burning!
The world is not an independent individual, but also contains all the worldly phenomena contained within it.
Who does he want to throw his strongest punch at, even at the cost of burning himself and the world?
Ishida Uryu didn't know the answer, but when he sensed this, his fighting spirit rose involuntarily.
The instinct of a fighter is roaring.
Wanting to witness, wanting to participate, whether fighting or being fought, it is all bliss.
Because the moment when the strongest punch is thrown, it must be a beautiful sight so powerful that it will make people pull up their flags. As a fighter, you must not miss it even if you die.
The fighter's instincts were roaring wildly, but Ishida Uryu didn't care too much about it. Instead, he had a strange look on his face.
After falling into a long coma and transformation, he was awakened by Fisher's breath. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse and no trace left afterwards, at this moment, when he was sensing the purity of the world, he suddenly caught a trace of Fisher's breath. It was vague and illusory, everywhere, but nowhere to be found, which was very puzzling.
Ishida Uryu, who was still trying to find Fisher's scent, suddenly had his eyes blurred. He saw Kurosaki Ichigo with his hands in his pockets, who suddenly appeared not far away and walked slowly towards him.
"Mr. Ishida, I knew that after experiencing that shocking battle, you would not let me down. Sure enough, now you have mastered the soul of a fighter and can sense the information of purity in the dark..."
"Kurosaki-san..."
Ishida Uryu was stunned, but he quickly realized what was going on. The Kurosaki Ichigo in front of him was not a real existence, but an incarnation of high-purity will that appeared in front of him through purity.
Ichigo Kurosaki smiled and said, "Mr. Ishida, your purity is very good. Ordinary fighters can only hear my voice, but you can see my figure. If your purity can be further improved, perhaps you can enter my purity field. In this way, we can transcend the constraints of time and space and fight anytime and anywhere in reality and dreams. I am also very interested in your Spirit Explosion Fist..."
Ishida Uryu was silent, and then he said: "Kurosaki-san, I won't ask what the purity field is that can transcend time and space and allow you to compete with others in dreams. I just feel that your current performance seems to be becoming more and more inhuman!"
In his memory, although Ichigo Kurosaki defeated Fisher, that strength was still within his understandable range. But now, the fact that Ichigo Kurosaki could transcend thousands of miles with just a thought and manifest the incarnation of his fighting spirit in other people's minds was no longer understandable to him.
"They are just some insignificant techniques. As long as the purity is reached, you can master them quickly. Well, I won't say any more pleasantries. Up to now, the real me has been brought to Hueco Mundo by Aizen. Now I am still in a coma, enjoying and digesting the aftertaste of the battle with the old man. However, I have sensed many changes in the outside world through the high-purity fighting spirit of the contact world. As a friend, there are some things I must tell you..."
"The refining of the Three Realms Ark has actually already begun, but before it sets sail, the audience sitting on the throne of the sky are waiting to see what the new world of the future will look like. He hopes that we will clench our fists, overcome the trials of hell, and speak to Him with strength. The world is also looking forward to the battle that is about to come, burning away everything of the past and opening up a brand new future..."
Ishida Uryu pondered over what Kurosaki Ichigo had said, and finally said, "Maybe I slept too long, so it's a little hard for me to understand what you're saying, Kurosaki-san. Can you be more straightforward?"
Ichigo Kurosaki smiled and said, "It's actually very simple. The audience hasn't made a final decision on the internal order and system, maintenance and management of the Three Realms Ark after its completion. Instead, they are waiting and watching all the strong men in the world, including us. The fist we are throwing out now is the delivery of our resume and plan. The purity of the fist is the value of our resume and plan. This is information that outsiders don't know yet. Ishida-san, do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand. I have written down the recruitment requirements for the Three Realms Civil Servants in the Future Ark Era. Thank you very much!!"
Ishida Uryu wanted to push up his glasses, but when he did, he found that he had lost them somewhere long ago. However, he did not care about this. He had heard that when college is about to graduate, seniors with whom he has a good relationship will reveal some inside information to the juniors, such as which companies are better, and even reveal some of the company's internal interview questions and coping skills in advance.
What Ichigo Kurosaki said right now is similar to this, but its importance is even greater. This is a world-class insider information.
Although he has now changed his job to become a fighter, as a living being in the present world, Ishida Uryu also knows that strength cannot be used to make a living. No matter how good a fighter he is, he still needs to find a job to make a living. Compared to working in his father's hospital and then waiting to inherit his position after his father retires, the job of a civil servant in the Three Realms is obviously more attractive.
"No need to thank me. The world told me that this is one of the benefits that the audience has given to us, the first batch of employees signed by Heavenly Kingdom Media. Next, Ishida-san, fight to your heart's content. By the way, I can sense that your amazing battle is not over yet. I hope that you will use this as nourishment to further grow and become more and more delicious..."
